Chapter 13: The New Stacey
(Next School Day at 7 a.m.)
I entered through the large school doors to the gasps of many students. I smiled outwardly. I knew why they were gasping. After all I had entered school wearing my uniform in every incorrect way possible (that wasnt tolerated at ALL). My uniform was supposed to be like this: a navy blue jacket with the four buttons closed at all times (unless you had permission to take off the jacket) and matching knee-length skirt (can NEVER be higher), a white shirt (buttoned up to just below your neck at ALL times) with sleeves up my wrist and a collar, a black tie (ALWAYS to be worn), white socks with the schools symbol on them (OBLIGATORY foot wear), and black leather shoes (can also wear DARK brown but it must be leather unless youre allergic). There were also the badges on the collar of my jacket displaying my school badge, house badge, and club badges. The school badge was split in two with a red line. The left side had a girl and boy playing in flowers symbolizing reward for being good and the right half had a girl and boy in a dark woods with gnarled trees about to be eaten whole by a snake, this symbolized the reward for being bad.
But I was wearing my uniform differently. My navy blue jacket was slung over my shoulder, my navy blue skirt now barely covered my butt when I sat down and was pleated (Principal Kelly HATES pleated skirts but it isnt against the rules to pleat it. But students dont usually try to anger the Principal), my new white shirts sleeves stopped at my elbows and instead of the comfortable one that made us look shapeless I wore a tight fitting one that emphasized my petite body and my b cup sized breasts and I also had the buttons of my shirt open down to my cleavage unlike up to my neck which the school required even though it wasnt an official rule, my tie was loose, and I wore the school required socks with white sneakers.
Stacey! Michelle cried and ran up to me, what are you wearing?
Whatever I want Michelle, I responded simply, like my hair? I asked her as I swirled one of my tw...More Cartoon Sex Stories...
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